Are you the kind of person who throws their hands up on a roller coaster? Or like me, do you cling to the bar like your life depends on it? As though, my arms will ensure that the bar doesn’t move and keeps me safe. I wonder if we do this with other things. When... Continue Reading →
I look up to see the path I have been following end abruptly. I scan my surroundings to see an overgrown patch of land, a mess of trees, rocks, and weeds. I had heard a sacred call to follow this path to its end. But this is not where I expected it to lead. I... Continue Reading →
But me, I think I’m a questioner through and through. I am resistant to external imposed structure and rules until I can make sense of them internally. My grandfather used to lovingly call me contrary Mary because I would argue with him so much. I don’t even remember what about, well, except maybe at times his sexist comments.